Roxanne (The Extreme Body Mod Clinic)

Chapter 8

Valentine's surprise.

A few days later, while he was having lunch in the cafeteria, Roxanne saw Valentine approaching his table. He was radiant and sprang happiness. She was not in a nurse outfit, she was dressed in a very tight red jumpsuit in stretch fabric.

Under the fabric was visible the shape of the special bra with rigid cups, which enclosed its deformed breasts. She kept her long breasts wrapped around themselves and covered them with her bra so that they were not a hindrance for her work.

Her prominent belly revealed that she still carried huge rubber implants in her vagina and anus.

For once, he didn't wear the usual shoes on his feet, instead he wore elegant welts with a heel of only 12 centimeters.

- The doctor said I'm going to have a breast surgery this afternoon, she said happily. - and he also promised me a nice surprise!

An hour later they were in the operating room.

The doctor was checking the equipment and Roxanne was an assistant. Valentine took off his overalls and soldering irons, slipped off the socks attached to the rings fixed in his skin on the sides like bizarre garters. Under the suit she still carried the metal belt that prevented her from removing the vaginal and anal ovum inserted in the respective cavities. The metal band encircled her belly at the navel and was closed by two lateral locks.

At the front there was a triangular plate of chromed metal that covered her pubis and thinning, she slipped between her thighs. From here, a thin flexible metal strip crossed her anal groove and connected to her belt.

The eggs could not be seen, they were inserted deep into the vagina and into Valentine's anus.

What was visible and which made the woman even more bizarre were the silicone tubes that served to drain urine and feces.

Valentine seemed to have a long, thin cock attached to the front of the belt. To Roxanne that strange accessory reminded of the chastity belts that medieval women were forced to wear by their husbands while they were at war. Except that the one who wore Valentine was meant to prevent taking off instead of preventing penetration.

He helped her to unfasten her bra. As Valentine unhooked the rear clips, Roxanne took the masses of meat wrapped in the bowls in her hands and gently let them unwind.

The long, slender appendages fell down, the elongated ends touched the thighs.

It was a pity that Valentine's prosperous breasts were so reduced but in a little while the doctor would have reconstructed them.

He curled up bending his knees and in doing so his nipples touched the floor.

The doctor opened the belt locks and freed her of the cumbersome constraint.

Slowly he began to pull the probe to remove the rubber egg it housed from the vagina. Valentine's face was marked by a pained expression as her vaginal lips widened beyond measure. The edges of the vulva dilated incredibly to let the sphere come out.

Valentine let out a scream as the sphere was violently expelled outside. It was the size of a basketball. The lips remained dilated for a few moments, leaving a glimpse of the inside of the cavity, then slowly began to withdraw. In the same way, he also extracted the egg inserted in the anus. Despite being relatively smaller, Valentine had greater difficulty. The egg did not want to go out, as the woman extracted it for half this blocked and tended to return.

Evidently the nurse's anal sphincter was not as trained as her vagina.

In the end, helped by the doctor, she managed to extract the egg and slipped off the thin latex membrane briefs with the two large spheres attached. He lay down on the bed and waited.

In her arms joined on her lap she held her breasts, so as not to drop them from the edges of the cot.

The doctor injected her with a dose of anesthetic and Valentine, with a smile on her lips, said:

- Roxanne, this time it's me who's under the knife, once for each one, I beg you I said yyyy ...

As he spoke, the anesthetic began its effect and stopped talking. The facial muscles relaxed, giving her a calm and serene expression. After a few minutes Valentine's body was completely inert and relaxed.

Her arms fell to her sides and her elongated breasts rolled over the edge of the bed.

With his eyes he tried to look around and see what the doctor was doing, who was now opening a large thermal container. First, a band of gauze passed around the end globes of the breasts and hung it vertically above the operating table.

With a special forceps, he opened the rings and removed them from the nipples. Finding that the anesthesia had taken effect, the operation began. With precise scalpel strokes, he removed both areolas by cutting them at the root and set them aside.

He practiced two circular incisions on the base of the breasts on Valentine's chest and lifted the skin by baring the two prostheses. By now they were so ruined by the stretch that it was necessary to replace them. One of them was also torn and had caused a liquid to spill immediately

flooded the operating table.

He removed them by removing them from the long appendages and absorbed the silicone gel with an aspirator.

He tried to reshape the breast to restore its original shape but the skin was so ruined and full of stretch marks that he decided to proceed in a more radical way. He cut both breasts away.

He took two globes with a fleshy consistency from the thermal container and placed them on Valentine's chest. They were two large breasts, firm and well developed, but missing nipples. In their place were two darker circular signs, such as scars.

With the help of adhesive foam, he fixed them to the skin of the chest and sealed the edges of the skin, so as not to leave scars. Finally he applied Valentine's original nipples to her new breasts.

- Valentine, I promised you a surprise.

I know your particular passion for rubber suits and I know you would like to wear them often.

it is also true that they have many negative sides, they are delicate, they break easily, it is tiring to wear them and you have to take them off to sleep otherwise the skin does not breathe.

I thought to experiment on you a new treatment that creates a layer of latex on the skin.

it is breathable, does not tear, makes the skin very shiny and above all gives you the same feeling of wearing the suit continuously. In addition, it will give you a valid protection from the sun's rays and when you wish you can leave the clinic without fear of burns. Before proceeding I wanted to ask for the

in your opinion, if you agree you will blink twice. Valentine answered yes.

Roxanne was also anxious to see the new experiment.

Following the doctor's instructions, he perfectly degreased Valentine's body with an ether-soaked cotton swab.

Meanwhile, the doctor was preparing the substance with which he would cover Valentine's skin.

It was a thick, amber colored liquid, it looked like honey and had an intense resin smell.

With a sponge, he began to sprinkle it on Valentine's body, starting from the tips of his feet.

The substance evaporated on contact with the skin and left a thin film that penetrated the pores and formed a shiny and elastic layer. The small skin irregularities were absorbed by the transparent film making the skin smooth and shiny.

The substance gave Valentine's white skin a decidedly healthier and more natural pink color without making it look tanned. The doctor applied the substance to his legs, his pubis, his entire chest, including his newly implanted breasts, his arms and hands. They waited a few minutes to dry the substance, then turned Valentine's body on his stomach and the doctor continued the application on his back without neglecting the furrow of the buttocks and the sphincter.

As soon as the substance was absorbed, they turned it over again, and the application continued meticulously over the entire skin surface.

The skull, ears, neck, neck were covered with a thin layer of latex and became as shiny as the rest of the body. He left his face last.

With great care, he passed the sponge around her mouth, eyes, nose and eyelids, being careful not to irritate her corneas.

The result was splendid, Valentina looked like an ice statue, shiny and sparkling.

To the touch, the skin was soft and warm, giving the same sensation of touching the rubber suit that he had worn that day. The woman tried to turn her head to see the result but being completely paralyzed she could not do it.

Roxanne understood Valentine's legitimate curiosity and taking his head in his hands he lifted her up to let him admire his body.

Despite the forced immobility, the nurse's eyes lit up in amazement and wonder.

"You are beautiful," said Roxanne. Valentine nodded his eyelids.

....

The next day, Valentine was already awake. The operation had been simple enough and it was not necessary to wait long for the wounds to heal.

Roxanne entered her room and found her in bed while she was admiring her body and touching her new breasts.

- Hey, how's Plastic Woman doing this morning? Roxanne said jokingly.

- I'm fine thanks ! And how is our Transformers? Valentine replied according to the game.

- You are fantastic with shiny skin and new breasts are a crash. What effect does your new appearance have on you?

- I seem to be wearing the rubber suit, it gives me a very pleasant feeling. But I feel that I am not sweating and I can move much more freely. Roxanne came up to her and stroked her breasts. The shiny skin made a strange effect, it seemed to touch one

porcelain doll, which however moved and was warm and sensual.

Valentine got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. The new breasts, much more voluminous than the previous ones, rocked with each step. He did not wear rings on his nipples, but the holes were still visible. She was completely naked, only from her hips hung the gold rings of the suspenders implanted in her skin. The scars present in the points of union of the new breasts to his chest had already disappeared, of which remained are two thin pink lines that in a few days would no longer be visible.

- Roxanne, I've been out of town for a long time, I'd like to see the sun again, now that it doesn't hurt me anymore. How about coming with me? We could go find a friend of mine.

- Willingly, the time to change and go out.

- Wait, you don't have to go to your room, I'll have some clothes for you.

He looked for something suitable in the wardrobes and after rummaging for a long time he gave Roxanne a series of clothing.

The clothes were unquestionably masculine, a pair of trousers, a shirt, a tie, a sports jacket, socks and shoes.

"It was my clothes when I was still a boy," he said amusedly, "I'd like to joke my friend."

Roxanne, after a moment of perplexity, accepted and undressed.

He took off his coat and shoes but kept his black stockings and suspenders.

Touching the back of his neck, he completely retracted her breast and instead let out the penis which swelled to a normal level.

She put on the clothes Valentine had given her and looked at the result in the mirror.

She realized she was still wearing make-up and wearing gold jewelry on her nose and ears. Furthermore, the black wig was definitely out of place. He went to the bathroom and washed his face thoroughly, took off the pins inserted in his nostrils and covered the holes with a little foundation.

Removing the rings inserted in the ears and the chain that united them was more difficult and he had to ask Valentine for help. He strengthened his eyebrow line with a black pencil and put a male-style hairpiece on his head.

He returned to the mirror and recognized Ross, a handsome man, elegant and refined. She felt rather odd to put on male clothes again. Meanwhile, Valentine had worn a very tight openwork body, a light and transparent white silk shirt, a knee-length white skirt, a belt and flesh-colored stockings. Finally, she chose a nice pair of white shoes with a high, tapered metal heel.

He carefully makeup, applied a generous layer of foundation to cover the skin of the face, too shiny to go unnoticed.

He put on a blonde wig and completed the work, dusting his hands with face powder, to hide their shine. Valentine looked like a charming woman, her makeup could hide her strange artificial looking skin.

Roxanne had grown accustomed to walking in high heels, and was not comfortable with shoes without heels.

He tended to sway and spank. Valentine pointed it out to him and tried to correct it.

- Try not to talk too much, the tone of your voice is too feminine and you will ruin the surprise.

Ever since she arrived at the clinic, the doctor had undergone a treatment to stiffen her vocal cords and her voice was becoming increasingly ringing and feminine.

When preparations were complete, they went to the elevator and left the house.

. . .

Valentine's friend lived in an apartment in the city center.

He was waiting for her and was a little disappointed when he saw Ross.

She expected to see Valentine arrive alone. He made the guests sit in the living room and Valentine made the introductions:

- Meet Ross, a friend of mine. Ross this is Paul. They shook hands without too much heat.

He offered them a martini and they sat on the sofa.

"I like your house, it's very cozy," said Valentine.

- Do you still have those tapes you showed me once?

- Sure ! And I found others you have never seen.

She inserted a cassette into the VCR and turned on the TV.

Scenes of women dressed as Valkyries appearing on the screen whipping tied and gagged men. The images of the sadomasochistic scenes excited the three spectators.

A relevant bump had formed on Paul's pants. Valentine put his hand on him stroking it through the cloth.

Paul looked into Valentine's eyes and nodded towards Ross as if to say:

- What will your boyfriend say?

- You don't have to worry about Ross, he's a pig like you. If it's okay with you, he can participate too.

The idea of ​​crowding three went well with Paul who nodded with conviction.

"As we undress, prepare what you know," said Valentine complicitly.

Valentine and Ross went into the bedroom, where they both undressed.

Valentine washed her face and hands and her shiny skin reappeared in her splendor then left the room and presented herself naked to Paul. The boy was nailed in amazement.

- But ... Valentine, what did you put on, your skin and so ... Did you wear a suit?

- Actually this is my skin, I don't wear anything.

Paul, not at all convinced, reached out, touched his thigh and looked at his fingers.

- But what happened to you, you are as shiny as you had oiled your body, but you are not greased, it almost seems that your body is made of plastic.

- You do not like me ? Valentine asked.

- In reverse ! You're fabulous, you turn me on terribly - she said, feeling his breasts.

Meanwhile Ross had also arrived in the living room, naked, wearing black stockings, garters and high-heeled shoes that he had carried in his purse.

He had taken off his toupee, showing his smooth, hairless skull. He had also made up his eyes and lips with a black lipstick.

She had swollen her breasts and from the big nipples hung the gold rings with the pendants inlaid with precious stones. The penis was erect, stiff and thick. Paul saw him petrified.

- But ... who ... what are you, a man or a woman?

- I am what you prefer, I can be man or woman, as you want me. You can also call me Roxanne.

- It's amazing! ... Your body is that of a woman, but you have the biggest cock of mine. And your nipples ... are pierced right? They are fantastic ! I have never seen someone like you. You are splendid! he said, pulling gently on Roxanne's pendants.

He embraced the two bizarre creatures and kissed them with passion.

- Did you take those things to play the games you like so much?

"Of course I'm in that locker," he said, pointing to a piece of furniture near the TV.

Valentine opened the door and found complete BDSM equipment.

Whips, collars, gags, paddles, ropes, handcuffs, rubber fouls, pears for enema, leather and rubber garments for the most varied uses.

And also dilators, muzzles, steel balls, pins and other strange objects.

- I see that you are well equipped! You bought several new things.

- Yeah. But unfortunately I don't use them often. You know, the girls in the city when they see those things they run away and never come back. Luckily I know you. I can't wait to start.

Paul undressed and was completely naked.

First, Valentine tied Paul's arms behind his back and put a ball gag in his mouth that he tied behind the back of his neck.

The plastic ball prevented him from speaking and the choking moans were all that Paul managed to emit.

They slipped a black leather hood over his head and tightened the lace around his neck, being careful not to choke him. They made him kneel on the coffee table in the living room on his stomach and locked his thighs against the legs of the table with strips of leather.

Roxanne had taken a liking to it, had never dominated a male, it was usually they who dominated him. Valentine took a large artificial phallus with two ends and slipped one into the vagina.

He tied the straps around his waist and knelt behind the man and put the other end on his sphincter.

With a violent blow of the hip he penetrated him, the large rubber phallus widened the meat rosette and disappeared inside the anus.

Paul's back arched and tremendous moans came out of his mouth. Valentine pulled out the fake penis and plunged it back inside regardless of the man's protests.

He began to pump it with a rhythmic rhythm.

Paul was struggling unnecessarily, the straps were tight and did not allow him to escape the penetration. But his penis was erect and protruded under the table.

Roxanne stretched out on the carpet, slipped under the table, took the rod of hard and congested meat in her mouth and began to suck it.

Within seconds, a rush of sperm filled his mouth. He swallowed it and licked it to clean it up.

After that first orgasm, Paul lay on the coffee table, panting and sweating.

They untied his legs, took off his leather hood and gag.

He was upset but happy, he seemed very experienced and he walked with his legs spread because the sphincter burned terribly, but he said he wanted to continue the games.

They made him wear a complicated harness made of strips of black leather connected to metal rings. The strips were wrapped around the chest, neck, arms and legs.

After tightening the closures, he was completely immobilized.

Roxanne slipped a metal dilator into his mouth and blocked the mechanism in order to force the jaws to open fully.

He made him kneel and put his erect penis in his open mouth. He took him by the neck and pulled him towards her.

The penis entered deeply into Paul's throat which he tried to detach, the shaft planted in his throat blocked his breath. Roxanne pulled his head back and let him breathe, then put his penis back into his throat. A back and forth movement began and a powerful orgasm pervaded the end.

The sperm spray filled the mouth and throat of the man who was shaken by powerful coughs trying to get rid of the foreign substance. Roxanne took him by the head and forced him to swallow the sperm. When his tongue had cleaned the last drop of liquid, he removed the iron that blocked his mouth. - I had never masturbated a man before, it was nice though.

Thanks Roxanne. Paul was not yet satisfied. He wanted to take advantage of the two women to be dominated again. Tweezers were applied to his nipples, and metal weights were attached to them. The tweezers had the characteristic of tightening in proportion to the weight applied. By pulling too hard they would not have been released, they would instead have torn the man's nipples.

The man suffered but was an exceptional masochist, he liked too much to be treated like this.

They continued adding weights until the nipples stretched two centimeters.

The pincers battered the skin, which had become bluish, but the man told them to continue.

They stopped to avoid tearing them. Valentine brought her vagina closer to the face of the kneeling man who began to lick it passionately. He took his head in his hands and pressed it against his lower belly which slowly gave way and dilated. '

Paul's face sank into that elastic wall and found himself partially wrapped in the vaginal cavity.

Valentine continued to press his head vigorously until it completely entered her.

Roxanne was having fun, she had already experienced the sensations felt by the man at the time.

At first the lack of air frightened him ', he disentangled himself' and with a desperate tear he extracted his head which came out 'dripping with secretions.

- It is not possible ! How did I get my head inside you. I want to try again! - and pressed it again on Valentine's vulva. The second time he entered even more easily and left it there for more time, turning it slowly as if to explore the inside of the cavity.

The deep penetration caused Valentine a strong orgasm. He let out a scream of pleasure trying to insert Paul's head deeper into the vagina.

The snap ring had closed around his neck and his head seemed gone.

- Paul really lost his mind for you! said Roxanne laughing.

When he finally pulled his head out Paul was ecstatic.

- it was exceptional, you are two fantastic creatures, you made me feel unique sensations. He started licking Valentine's thighs again. The skin did not absorb saliva and droplets remained attached to its surface. His tongue flowed over the shiny skin that looked like chromed metal.

Before leaving, Valentine wanted to give him one last memory of their visit. He removed the weights and tweezers that tortured his nipples and massaged them to make the blood flow back. He sucked them for a long time, until the purple color started to decrease. The nipples rose incredibly and looked like a woman's, long and turgid.

He quickly took two large pins from the locker and without giving Paul time to notice what he was about to do, he pierced the already battered appendages by piercing them from side to side. Twice, a throaty howl echoed in the apartment.

They untied the harness knots and left him lying on the floor, sore and with his nipples pierced by the pins.

They washed, got dressed and Valentine made her face and hands again to hide her shiny skin. Roxanne took off her makeup and dressed as a man.

When they returned to the living room they found Paul sitting on the sofa looking at his nipples perforated by the pins still inserted.

- I will remember for a while this afternoon, I decided not to take off my pins. I will leave them where they are and every time I see them I will think of you.

Valentine and Roxanne returned to the clinic holding hands like two boyfriends.

It had been a very fun day!